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A savoring moment.




All alone, just me and You.  I thought to myself, “this is perfect”. 
I need this.  I need this time alone with You.  You are all I want.  All I need. 

So I laid back on the hammock and looked up.  Clouds, sky, sun, trees.
Your creation was still.  I thought about Who You were and where I’d been. 
Your goodness and my sin.  It felt like it was just You and me, nothing else.  

I was humbled.  That the God of the universe knew my name.
Chief of sinners – yet I was forgiven.  I truly did not understand.

I realized I would never really ever understand. 
So I sang praises to Your Name and laid my heart out for You to take. 
I gave You my will, my strength and my being.  All I was – was Yours. 
It felt . . . free. Safe.  Loved. 
I savored Who You are and just sat there in Your Presence. 

There is None like You.  No one.  You are God of the universe.  The Great I Am.  Molder.  Maker.  Creator.  Redeemer.  Light of the world.  Keeper of my heart.
 

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I had the most beautiful moment with God a few weekends ago that I had to share.  I was at my sister’s in Wisconsin for the weekend.  The guys went fishing and the girls went on four-wheelers.  All alone – me and Him.  It was a savoring moment.  One I won’t forget.  I last posted about savoring my grandchildren and what a delight that is.  But this savoring – this time with God was . . . different.  It was like no other.

I dare you to take a moment and savor. 
 
 
 
Psalm 62:5-8

Yes, my soul, finds rest in God;

    My hope comes from Him.

Truly He is my rock and my salvation;

    He is my fortress, I will not be shaken.

My salvation and my honor depend on God;

    He is my mighty rock, my refuge.

Trust in Him at all times, you people;

    pour out your hearts to Him,

    For God is our refuge.

 Lay your heart out for Him . . . . and savor.

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